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You didn't think I was serious?
So, on Monday, I got to kick some guests out.
They told CW they'd be in to pay at 2:00 (check-out was at noon). I came on at 3. At 3:15, I called them. They said they were going to have the money right away.
Me: "Alright, well, I need the money in the next fifteen minutes, or you will be asked to leave."
I give them 20. It's now 3:35. I ask Other MOD who was on duty if I should accept the money when they magically came up with it, or should I just tell them too little too late, gtfo. She said I could do what I want. So I called the room back.
Me: "This is bhskittykatt."
Gal: "Oh yeah, he's across the street right now getting the money."
Me: "I'm sorry, but it's too late for that. I'm going to have to ask that you pack up and vacate immediately."
Gal: "Okay, okay, sorry, I understand. I'll get out of here."
Five minutes later, a green SUV comes tearing into our parking lot. At the same time, I get a phone call from the room.
Guy: "Yeah, this is [guy], I know it's too late, I just got back, and I just wanted to apologize, and I can even come down and show you the money...I mean, I have it."
Me: "I'm sorry, but it is too late, and you have to leave."
Guy: "Okay."
While I'm on the phone, guy-from-green-SUV comes in and is talking over me.
GFGSUV: "Has [room] paid yet? I have money. Can I pay for them? Hello?"
Once I got off the phone with the guy, I told GFGSUV the same story. GFGSUV finally leaves and goes up to the room.
Shortly before 4pm, Other MOD had me call the police, because they were not getting out. I happily obliged. I explained to the officer that we were pretty sure, based on the traffic going in and out of that room and their appearance, that we didn't want them there anyway.
The police came, and we were watching from the office. The guy and gal in the room (GFGSUV had left, as well as a couple others) were dawdling and taking their sweet time. They did not want to leave that room.
Sure enough, after they reluctantly left, Housekeeping found a nice, full syringe with what we think was heroin under the bed, which we happily called the police back to retrieve.
Now, you KNOW I'm serious!
We're pretty sure the room we kicked out is associated with one of the rooms around the corner. They had been playing the pay-late game, too. Suddenly, they're paying their rent on time.
Not what they're sniffing for...
I'm really selling the motel here, ain't I? Another room in that area we were certain was hooking, and we were keeping close tabs on them.
Tuesday morning, this room paid to stay over. Shortly after, police arrived with dogs, since they were using our motel to train their drug sniffers. Suddenly, the room came back for a refund, saying they had to suddenly leave for a "family emergency".
Yeah, right.
Other MOD asked "What are they running from? Those dogs are sniffing for drugs, not pussy!" Though she conceded when I pointed out that pimps often use drugs to control their hookers.
Actually, honesty is the best policy
Guy comes up wanting a room. He's about $5 short. He tells Other MOD to take $50, and "you don't even have to put it in the computer."
Other MOD told him to take a hike.
Other MOD: "The thing is, if he'd just played it more honestly, I would have comped the $5. As soon as he tried to bribe me, I was like, 'See ya!'"
I've comped a few bucks for people in the past who were polite and honest about it. Really, it doesn't hurt to ask. Asking me to sell you a room under the table is not going to gain you any favors, though! Our jobs are worth more than your measly $50 bribe! (Besides, I only accept bribes in the forms of pizza and chocolate, anyway)
You didn't think I was serious?
So, on Monday, I got to kick some guests out.
They told CW they'd be in to pay at 2:00 (check-out was at noon). I came on at 3. At 3:15, I called them. They said they were going to have the money right away.Me: "Alright, well, I need the money in the next fifteen minutes, or you will be asked to leave."
I give them 20. It's now 3:35. I ask Other MOD who was on duty if I should accept the money when they magically came up with it, or should I just tell them too little too late, gtfo. She said I could do what I want.
So I called the room back.Me: "This is bhskittykatt."
Gal: "Oh yeah, he's across the street right now getting the money."
Me: "I'm sorry, but it's too late for that. I'm going to have to ask that you pack up and vacate immediately."
Gal: "Okay, okay, sorry, I understand. I'll get out of here."
Five minutes later, a green SUV comes tearing into our parking lot. At the same time, I get a phone call from the room.
Guy: "Yeah, this is [guy], I know it's too late, I just got back, and I just wanted to apologize, and I can even come down and show you the money...I mean, I have it."
Me: "I'm sorry, but it is too late, and you have to leave."
Guy: "Okay."
While I'm on the phone, guy-from-green-SUV comes in and is talking over me.
GFGSUV: "Has [room] paid yet? I have money. Can I pay for them? Hello?"
Once I got off the phone with the guy, I told GFGSUV the same story. GFGSUV finally leaves and goes up to the room.
Shortly before 4pm, Other MOD had me call the police, because they were not getting out. I happily obliged. I explained to the officer that we were pretty sure, based on the traffic going in and out of that room and their appearance, that we didn't want them there anyway.
The police came, and we were watching from the office. The guy and gal in the room (GFGSUV had left, as well as a couple others) were dawdling and taking their sweet time. They did not want to leave that room.
Sure enough, after they reluctantly left, Housekeeping found a nice, full syringe with what we think was heroin under the bed, which we happily called the police back to retrieve.
Now, you KNOW I'm serious!
We're pretty sure the room we kicked out is associated with one of the rooms around the corner. They had been playing the pay-late game, too. Suddenly, they're paying their rent on time.
Not what they're sniffing for...
I'm really selling the motel here, ain't I? Another room in that area we were certain was hooking, and we were keeping close tabs on them.
Tuesday morning, this room paid to stay over. Shortly after, police arrived with dogs, since they were using our motel to train their drug sniffers. Suddenly, the room came back for a refund, saying they had to suddenly leave for a "family emergency".
Yeah, right.Other MOD asked "What are they running from? Those dogs are sniffing for drugs, not pussy!" Though she conceded when I pointed out that pimps often use drugs to control their hookers.
Actually, honesty is the best policy
Guy comes up wanting a room. He's about $5 short. He tells Other MOD to take $50, and "you don't even have to put it in the computer."
Other MOD told him to take a hike.
Other MOD: "The thing is, if he'd just played it more honestly, I would have comped the $5. As soon as he tried to bribe me, I was like, 'See ya!'"
I've comped a few bucks for people in the past who were polite and honest about it. Really, it doesn't hurt to ask. Asking me to sell you a room under the table is not going to gain you any favors, though! Our jobs are worth more than your measly $50 bribe! (Besides, I only accept bribes in the forms of pizza and chocolate, anyway
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